Over the years and the last few months in particular my life has hit some low points but tonight is the lowest of them all.

You might recall that I was taking a party of fellow archaeology fiends away this week? Well to be honest that went stonkingly well, no disasters and a group of happy people returned home this evening. I returned to my temporary abode of course only to find that my presence was, to say the least, not encouraged, well to put it more correctly, not appreciated at all.

And so, here I am, not quite penniless but without more than the clothes i'm stood in, contemplating a short life on a park bench. Is this the end for me? I dunno, i've no idea where I go from here, I sort of had a plan that required the roof for a few more days but i've lost that and everything else now.

I thought i'd post this just so you know that I never intended to just disappear but that's looking quite likely. TBH I don't even know whether i'll see the new day.

So for now, now, least temporarily, so long, i've enjoyed the ride, i'd like to think i'll be back but it's not looking promising.

Mads
On the canal bank